Freightline Blues Lyrics

Clay Street Unit

Sin & Squalor

Lyrics to Freightline Blues
Not a nickel to my name, Lord every night’s the same
Got nothing to kill but all my time
And I drink the pain away, Lord that was yesterday
And each morning brings more trouble to my mind

And it seems hard times they’ve fallen
Lord my better days have left me far behind
And that railway, Lord it keeps calling
Calls me right back to that freightline

It just keeps storming all the time, Lord the sun it just won’t shine
The rain falls, it keep me company
’Til my days they are all gone, I’ll just keep moving on
‘Cause that old freight liner well she’s haunting me

And it seems hard times thеy’ve fallen
Lord my bettеr days have left me far behind
And that railway, Lord it keeps calling
Calls me right back to that freightline

And there’s old conductor Joe, keeps this train rolling slow
The only thing that he knows how to do
When he’s stuck out on the track, Lord he’s never coming back
He caught a case of down south freightline blues

And it seems hard times they’ve fallen
Lord my better days have left me far behind
And that railway, Lord it keeps calling
Calls me right back to that freightline

Well that railway, Lord it keeps calling
Calls me right back to that freightline
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